For 4500 years, She has traveled the world, searching for what was hers. She does not know what She's searching for, or why, only that She must. And now She's found it: the last piece of what She's been looking for, located in the chest of a drunk boy stumbling out of a bar. She feels it, a tugging in her chest, that little piece of
something,
of Her, that lives inside him, calling to her, begging to come home. And She wants it all back. One thing She does know about this millennia-long journey is that this boy will die at her hand, along with the other five people She's had to collect in her very long life. And once they meet their end, She will meet her own. But through this group, She will learn things about herself, and her companions, that she did not expect. Will She be able to complete her task, the task She has been working toward for 4500 years, or will She allow her heart and her emotions to change her mind?